Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Herd Dis B4

[Intro: (Redman)]
Deeper than (yeah)
I pray like a prayin (yeah)
all day (yeah!)
Doc and Meth (Red and Meth's in the motherfuckin buildin yo)
Brick City, yeah! Island, yeah!
Let's go (oh, yup! go, yo)

[Chorus:
Yeah, I'm comin down yo'
And my sound's so loud it'll make a nigga
He recognize who on top
Let a know, you never heard this befo'
Yeah, I'm comin yo' block
And my sound's so loud make a bitch STOP
She who remains on top
Let a motherfucker know, you never this befo'

Y'all already nigga...
Yo, it's Funk Doc, my style change
Boy I think I got it, like Eddie Cane
Cause, nights like this, I bring the
Introducin member of Wu-Tang, Liu Kang
spittin, fire out the palms
Sign the check and, me and the get it on
If rap fail, you can bet I'm porn
My Mobb is Deep, we how to ride in the "Storm"
I'm Vince Vaughn, I keep it "Old School"
For the family I go to war like
Throw it on YouTube, tell 'em I'm
Biggie said he got room for me I'm ready
Fast lane livin, Mario
Greasy lookin them characters in "Belly"
Close your eardrums, this a
be unaware like the mayor of New Orleans, nigga!

[Method
niggaz, wanna be Biggie, niggaz wanna be Tupac
The only niggaz is you not - look
I got two-shot dillinger, one shot for killin ya
If you la familia nigga, I'm not feelin ya
Tsst, hot; wheelie the block, the billin
We are hip-hop, real and you not, lock the
Got them Ziplocks, ounces of weed, some G's
Up in this bitch spot, a nigga me, I don't do tight tees
Or flip-flops, been a goon the womb
And my dad had that chain with the spoons
Check the - deposit the guns
Ain't to tell that he a big shot - don't plot on my ones
I carry the "Faith" like Big 'Pac - I carry the
See y'all don't get too carried away, and pay me what my say
Ha, Doc, gettin that guap
Fuck feelings, this is hard rock, stirrin the pot
Watch me get 'em this, hah

w/ Redman ad libs]

Yeah, aiyyo, get that rap game on lock,
Rhymes like need E on production
Lil' kids listenin, we might 'em
"Public Enemy", Chuck D can't 'em
ain't Justin, but I rock "Timberlands"
Doctor, right, with the in
Get it? New Jersey like midget
Ask and Dee-Bo how I whip it
Yo Meth, can you it?

Man:]
Yes I can
And the "Kid" stay "Frost" like a
What's vatos? Crops and candy cane, I got those
357's and three dice, I shot
Every rapper talkin he hot, he not though
Hate to bust but that's what niggaz get popped fo'
Look - I got my glove, bat and
Catch me pitchin in the trap drug raps and all
go!

Ha ha!